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[This was, unfortunately, something she had experienced before, and even with that, it still took her a couple days before she was able to make this announcement. Even with knowing that it meant that he was hopefully home. She wasn't willing to break down where everyone could see it.]

Jaime, my son, is no longer here.

Tony, Miles, if you could come over to the clinic at some point, I'd be grateful. He left some instructions for where a few things should go, in case... this happened.

[Still hard to say.]

That's all. Thank you.

nothotrod

I'll have to admit, not having any sort of mobile communication is getting pretty old, pretty fast.

[That sure is a woman on the feed, looking more than just a little flustered at a local cafe terminal she'd just accessed. Her hair looks slightly off, somehow.]

So. I'd like to get to know all the guys I'll be trying to stop the universal evil with. Maybe make up some smoke signals for when the thing attacks since comm links don't exist.

[Was she serious or just being a sarcastic ass?]

Oh, and the name's Rodimus.

["Jane Human" just doesn't seem like a convincing name. Thanks Holomatter generator, you gave it your best shot.]

bacondivination

You go too far, Iron Man! You know not what you have done, knavish cullion. I will relish taking my revenge, make no mistake. I hate you, hate, with every ounce of my being and this shall not be a mistake you ever dare repeat.

[ Loki's mad. Real mad.

Just in case that wasn't obvious. ]

I was on level four hundred and thirty-three! [ His voice goes high enough it cracks on the last word, and he huffs before continuing. ] Why would you even do that? Is this not against your Midgardian Geneva Conventions? Candy Crush Saga should be sacred and untouchable.

[ He hasn't even checked his other games yet. He deflates somewhat, plaintively fussing: ] It's just so rude.

andaway

[Clark has hardly used the network to make posts as Clark lately, not since he got the radio started... but it wasn't really that he was avoiding it, not really. Investigating about the murders, then the disappearances had simply taken most of his free time, and he hadn't had much to say.

When he turns on the feed he's playing around with what looks like a calligraphy brush between his fingers, tapping the shaft against a very basic notebook.]

The new arrivals made me think of something. [And judging by the notebook, he's trying to make sense of it by himself. Those who actually know him know how fast his brain actually is... but he's always had the Kryptonian technology to back him down, and now he finds it missing.]

We're assigned living space when we get here, right? And we don't really choose it, we're simply given directions to it when we arrive. And we know there are 5 districts, and different kind of suites on each. Some of them are obvious [Hi, Arthur, of course you live in Water] but others aren't. I live in Water, while my wife was given a suite in the Earth sector.

[She didn't spend a single day there but that's beyond the point. You might actually see her on the background, she likes doing that.] And I thought maybe there could be some kind of pattern, something in the way the Kedan organize us in each district and place. It might not be relevant at all but I'd like to give it a try.

So I guess, what I'm asking is: where do you live? Have you noticed something similar between you and your neighbors? I don't know- age? Gender? Abilities? Hobbies? [A shrug] I don't really know what could be relevant. Also, feel free to answer anonymously if you'd rather- or in my inbox, to keep it private? Whichever way you feel comfortable.

And with that done... something completely different. If I'm right, Thanksgiving should be just around the corner... [The sheepish grin of someone who's completely aware that he's indulging himself] So, what are your favorite Thanksgiving day recipes?

[Later: Supercrypted to JLA MEMBERS - From Jor-El's console]

Yes, we are doing something for thanksgiving, in case you were wondering. My question is: where? And how many of you will have to be dragged there?

whitelotustile

[There was an older man seated at the console, still in an apron.]

Hello. Those kedan weren’t kidding when they told me what this box does, were they? Well, it’s nice to meet my neighbors, though I hope you won’t mind me saying that I’d rather see you all in person. If I had the food, I might even host my own personal welcome-party!

[Iroh laughs]

If anyone has any favorite restaurants or tea shops, I would love to hear about them. Or a pai sho board. Mine is back home, and I don’t think I’ll be getting use of it any time soon.

hulkintraining

[The console turns on to the sight of Teddy's anxious face and in the background the viewer can just make out the shape of a giant egg laying in a pile of blankets on the floor.]

I'm calling all turtle egg parents here. I'm a new...,uh parent I guess. Man that is really strange to say. This is my first time taking care of the egg by myself. I guess I was just wondering what are some of the ways you other egg parents take care of your egg. Like, do you ever leave your apartment? Because I have to admit the idea of walking around out there with the egg is kind of intimidating.

So...yeah. Help? Please?

[Teddy scoots in closer.]

I have another question for you guys, and this one probably applies to a wider group of people here. I know that a lot of people here have powers or special abilities that are unique to them. That's probably old news to everyone, right? What I'm interested in knowing is what kind of powers or abilities does everyone have? Think of it as a kind of survey. It might become useful in the future to know that we have twelve magic users and only two telepaths or whatever. [If not it will certainly satisfy Teddy's geeky need to categorize as many new heroes and their abilities as possible in his head. He's definitely missing Wikipedia right about now.]

You don't have to give your name if that makes you uncomfortable. Feel free to reply with an anonymous text if you want. To start things off, I'll go first. My main talent is shape-shifting. But I also have some other handy abilities like super-strength and a healing factor. [The anonymous text idea is really for people who want to keep their established secret identity a secret. Teddy feels more comfortable being open about his identity here where he's surrounded by other people with powers, but he knows there are probably others who don't feel the same.]

6collegecredits

[Darcy sits in front of her console and squints. Well. It's not Facebook but it's something. She leans back and relaxes her posture.]

Okay, so the idea of going to another world isn’t exactly new for me, but having it actually happen? Yeah, that’s pretty surprising. Man, Jane would flip if she knew about this! Also, the giant turtle thing? Crazy. But also pretty damn cool.

So anyway! Seeing as I’m stuck here for now, I should probably introduce myself. I’m Darcy: a severely underpaid intern who just earned her degree. Seriously, I didn’t even have time to celebrate before I turned up here. Looking forward to meeting all my turtle-neighbors, though. I don’t suppose this is some secret part of Asgard, is it? That’s the only other world I’m that familiar with.

Oh, and one more thing. I should probably ask this just in case: is there a Jane Foster or Erik Selvig here? Erik might be a little on the, erm, nutty side at the moment? Happens when you get an alien poking around in your head, I guess.

Thanks! See ya!

demon_brat

Good morning.

I believe most of you are aware of the recent... problem that some of the foreigners had, recently, becoming invisible and losing some aspect of who they are, whether physical or otherwise.

I have two questions regarding that, in an attempt to find out what happened, why, and how it can possible be prevented in the future. Of course, the primary theory for a reason is that disorder in Keeliai weakens the turtle and gives more power to the threat to it, or some variation thereof, but maybe that is imprecise - or not specific enough.

The questions are:

First, are any of you still afflicted by whatever you lost when you got shifted from phase? If not, did you notice something peculiar before, around the time of, or after the problem discontinued?

Second, [ and Damian holds up a sketch, police-style but executed very, very well, of a youngish, dark skinned kedan man, about 25-30, drawn from the description of the old couple running the museum and confirmed by them, ] have any of you seen or talked with this man? Whether you were affected by the occurrence or not.

My name is Damian Wayne, I will be here, at the [ name of the cafe ] in Earth sector until noon, feel free to find me here or ask to meet somewhere else later, if you are unwilling to discuss your answers over the consoles.

Thank you for your time.

dow

[ The vouchers on offer have been put to good use. Witness one Vulcan wrapped up in a couple of high-neck, long-sleeved sweaters where he sits in front of the screen. There's no way of regulating the temperature as accurately as he could on the Enterprise, so the curtains are also drawn to stave off the encroaching cold and, in the comfort of his own abode, he's donned a thick cardigan that looks like a customized blanket. ~~Winter, nngh.~~ So while Spock looks a lot fluffier, his tone is just as businesslike as usual. ]

Many of the foreign recipes I am familiar with have little bearing on the available ingredients in the market and as such may not be employed here. I would be grateful for suggestions on supplemental dishes and am willing to provide recompense for any assistance provided. On a different note, if there are any individuals with an inclination toward telepathy, I am curious as to whether any of them know where it would be most opportune to try and establish a meld with the turtle. That said, they would be welcome to participate in a psychic foray being made. I was told that this has never been attempted by a great number of minds and find the unexplored concept fascinating.

I am familiar with the weight of a great many consciousnesses and amenable to hosting temporary mental immersion with others.

[ In other words, Spock is happy to be the Red Ranger in a group setting where other minds might need to rely on him for direction or support. He goes on, lifting a hand-written stack of notes off his lap. ]

Ellie, I have compiled more information concerning space and attached a short questionnaire to serve as your homework. Please contact me at your earliest convenience to collect your personalized astronomy file.

bacondivination

Hello there, my dear fellow captives. I've missed you all so very much, and I'm sure the feeling has been quite mutual.

[ Loki sounds positively playful and is quite cheerfully smiling as he addresses whatever audience he might gather, though there's a contrasting uncharacteristicly careworn quality to his body language. ]

Blessed with good fortune is Loki, let me tell you. Though there was a little peril to my very soul for a few days, a clever rescue cleared that all right up. It put some things in perspective here, I think. Strange how it is I find myself with most everything I could possibly desire save that aforementioned threat of what I think may have been potentially erasure from reality.

By the by, my brother is here in duplicate-- handsome, muscular fellow, likes his hammer. You'll all get along well with Thor, everyone does. That goes especially for people that don't like me, few though you may be.

So how was your week? What did I miss? Was it terribly interesting?

gathersnomoss

[Presumably someone found Zel and doused him with paint, and then showed him back to his apartment, since he's there now and trying to get settled in. Which is made difficult, as the blindness from the event is lingering. While Zel continues to leave the video off on his console, you can probably hear a few thumps as he focuses on working the electronics without sight]

If I find that old couple again, I'm going to have some words with them...

I know I wasn't the only one wandering around incorporeal for the past couple of days. Has anyone else noticed any... lingering effects?

Also, even assuming I still have a job, I'm going to need a new one. For the time being, at least. And finding one won't be easy.

[An oblique way to ask for a favor, but Zel is realizing he doesn't know most of his fellow foreigners all that well. The transmission lingers for a bit, with some muffled swearing before it ends.]

looksfine

[The Feed turns into to reveal a lovely, young female with bright blue eyes and emerald skin. Her expression remains fairly neutral, although there are hints of emotions flickering if one were to observe closely enough. Curiosity. Excitement. Determination. And, for a fleeting moment...sadness.]

[After all, she had only just gotten her family back.]

Greetings. I am Aya.

[Her voice is robotic, yet somehow still warm. She shows no signs of alarm by her surroundings, having experienced far worse scenarios in her travels.]

Admittedly, I do not fully understand why I appear to have been separated from my crew. The four of us would have preferred to arrive together to your Sector aboard our ship, has a distress call simply been placed. However, given the circumstances, it would be unfitting for a Green Lantern not to offer one's assistance in any way possible before I seek my return.

In addition, if there is any individual who has knowledge of the location of the Interceptor, Green Lantern Hal Jordan, Seargent Kilowag, or Red Lantern Razer, the information would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you.

zinthosmantra

[ There's not quite alarm in Raven's voice but there's definitely tension there. ]

People's signatures all over the city have been going quiet and I can't locate them. Someone mentioned people leaving but this... does anyone know what's going on?

[ Resisting the urge to add, "Titans, report" to that. ]

garou

[ The face that greets the network is handsome, if a bit scowly. Okay, a lot scowly. Really scowly, in fact, he seriously looks like he’d rather have an acid enema right about now. Derek is not pleased to be here, is not pleased with what he was told in the throne room, and is certainly not pleased that he was shunted off to housing that he couldn’t even choose for himself.

Even if the tree house is nice, and kinda nifty.

So, yes. A pissy looking but handsome face that a few denizens of the turtle will recognize instantly, along with the calm angry tone he’s so fond of using when he’s directing his anger at something he wants to hit but knows he can’t. ] I’ve been told there might be people I know, here. Who is it, and where are you? [ He pauses for a second, and scowls even harder, like that’s even a thing that can be possible. He also crosses his arms. ] I’ve also been told I need to look for a job. My name is Derek.

[ He presses his lips together like he wants to say something else, too, but public speaking is not his forte. Besides, he’s already been assured it isn’t her fault, and if she’s here, she’ll show up. So he reaches forward and cuts the video off. ]

transferee

[Allison sits down in her suite in the Fire Sector, opening up the video function. She smiles a little awkwardly.]

Hi. I've done the new girl thing a lot in my life but I'm pretty sure I've never done it to such extremes before.

[New to a city is one thing -- new to a world? That's a whole other.]

I'm Allison Argent. [Beat]

I have a question actually -- is it true what they say about time not moving the same back home? Because I'm kind of all my father has left and he's going to freak out if he notices me missing.

[To say the least. No one wants to see the Chris Argent version of Liam Neison in Taken.]

I'd ask why everyone seems to just be okay with the fact that we're living on a giant turtle but I'm guessing that's one of those things they don't really have answers for. Maybe a Stockholm Syndrome sort of situation? The longer you're hear the more you just accept the strangeness of the situation.

I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.

[There's another pause as Allison decides she doesn't have much else to say.]

I guess I have time to figure it out for myself, don't I?

[And with that, the feed cuts.]

trainwrecked

[ This time, Bucky looks... a bit more composed than his previous broadcast. Not that he's feeling better, exactly, but he's recovered his determination. His drive. He wants to be done with this place, or maybe stop people from disappearing, and for all of these, he needs information. And to get information efficiently - as Una pointed out, one needs to find a way to talk to the Emperor without pissing her off. ]

[ Which Bucky definitely wasn't feeling up for, when she made her broadcast. But there would be other opportunities, he's sure, and he'd rather make ready. ]

Hey, all.

Sorry to bother you, but I was thinking... it's been brought up that the Emperor doesn't react too well to getting asked the same thing over and over again. So maybe if those who've been to audiences share what they've asked - answers entirely voluntary, obviously - that might make it easier for all of us, next time we get a chance.

What do you say? All entirely voluntary, of course.

[ Have at it. ]

ooc: Threadjackings and discussions entirely welcome.

Current Mood: determined

trifurcate

[Bryn starts a video feed, revealing that she is not in fact in her suite, but rather in the Brazen Turtle on its first floor. Drink close at hand, she simply smiles a moment before leaning down, resting her elbow on the console and her chin on her hand.]

Out of curiosity, does anyone have any traditions for celebrating birthdays from their world? Or perhaps in their family? Or are there some birthdays that are more important than others? Perhaps a "coming of age" birthday or something?

[She asks because her own is coming up, and a 26th birthday is important to a Gifted. It gets her wondering what she ought to do here in Keeliai with Jhirem out of touch, making many of the traditions she'd follow a bit difficult.]

[Basic Encryption to Balthazar]

It's a little quiet here at at the bar tonight. I don't suppose I could tempt you here with a free drink and some excellent company, could I?

grayatonement

[Sylar flicks on the video, looking bored.]

I'm no hero, but I can believe in a greater cause. [When it suits.] So tell me, who's in charge, organizing? Someone must be gathering people to fight.

And I wonder.. Is there anyone else here who can't be killed?

traitre

The need for my project comes sooner than anticipated. [his mouth is a thin line. surprises are great, but not necessarily like this.] Something has the gangs in the Earth and Metal Sectors riled up, and my associates there need help. More than that, the police need help -- stretched as thin across the sectors as they are, I'm not sure they…

[can get to all civilians in time? can quell the fighting before people get injured? or die? the possibilities are more frightening than what'll likely happen, but one can never be sure...

he shakes his head.] Over the past year kedan opinion of us has changed for the better, but there is still progress to be made. If any of you have wanted to use your abilities to make an even greater difference with them, now is your chance to do so. [and oh, there'll be money of course, but most of you would probably just do it out of the goodness of your own hearts, eh?]

I'll be overseeing things from my residence in the Fire Sector, in building 3C. I can take any time I have to answer questions here, but please -- if you're interested in helping, come see me in person as soon as possible.

[now if you'll excuse him, he's got orders to give, people to save. such is the life of a king!]

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relentlesstide

[Encrypted Audio to anyone who might have known Mera or anyone on fairly good terms with Arthur, 60%]
[Arthur just sounds... tired. Resigned. He doesn't mince words trying to break the news gently, because he's the one who cares the most anyway.] Mera, my wife, has disappeared from Keeliai.

[Encrypted Audio to Kal-El/Superman, 80%]
I need to talk to you.

[Encrypted Text to Kaldur'ahm, Written Atlantean, Hackable]
[Feel free to have your character hack his text, but if they do, all they'll come up with is a bunch of odd symbols and glyphs arranged into what are possibly words. Atlantean is a fairly difficult language to parse through.]

Mera is... gone. There was no trace of her this morning, and I can't find her mental signature. Please come by when you get a chance, Kaldur, we need to talk about something important.

[ooc: He's being an antisocial douchebag, but anybody who knows him is absolutely welcome to just come by his place in the Water Sector. The first audio post I'm leaving pretty open-ended on purpose, feel free to just assume your character was included if they know him or Mera, or know OF them. Also feel free to hack it, it's all good.]

Tu Shanshu

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